The Boiler Room
tags: M/f, MMM+/f, semi-cons, first, rape, anal, throating, piss, abuse, noose, snuff
disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, along with all characters and events described in it. Any resemblance with real life is just a coincidence. Harming another human being is wrong and in no way I am trying to convey the opposite. Please, don't do anything like this!
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I had known Eva since she was just a little girl. She was my boss�s only daughter, and since her mother had died giving birth to her, he had no other choice but to bring her along every day to work. I was in charge of maintenance for a sport club back then, and I would always watch her as she played with the other kids.
Sometimes, when her dad couldn't watch her, he would leave her with me. It was annoying at first, as I never liked kids much, but after a while I fell in love with her. I would take her along in my tractor as I moved the lawn, or made her help me clean the pool. Soon she was spending every morning with me, and the days she stayed at home felt somehow dull and boring.
She was a sweet and beautiful girl, with a small round face, light brown eyes and long dark hair she usually tied into ponytails, but what people most often commented on was that she was always smiling. But kids grow, and that little girl�s body started to grow, slowly turning into what I was sure going to be a beautiful woman when she grew older.
I had never been attracted in little girls before, but seeing her sunbathing by the pool started to stir something inside me. At first I was disgusted with myself, and I tried to avoid seen her, but it was impossible. I kept telling myself that it was sick, but slowly that disgust turned into lust, and I caught myself watching her more and more.
It only became worse after she turned 14 years old. She started wearing bikinis instead of the usual one piece swimming suits she used to wear when she was little, and I couldn't take my eyes off her body when I cleaned the pool.
At night I would sometimes imagine her naked body, laying under me as I fucked her, and I would start playing with myself, whispering her name.
It wasn't long before I realised that I was obsessed, and despite everything I had ever believed, I knew I had to do something, or I would go crazy.
I didn't plan for it at first, and that would haunt me the next day as I waited for the police to come looking for me, but that afternoon I saw her saying goodbye to her friends before she headed for the entrance. I waited until she was out of sight of them and then, on an impulse, I called her.
�Hey! Eva!� I said to her as she went by.
Now that she was older, she wasn't spending as much time with me as she had before, but we still saw each other most days and she would stop by to talk if she had time.
She stopped and turned around, looking for me until she found me by one of the side doors. She smiled warmly, waving her hand as she used to do when she was younger, and then she kissed my cheek.
I breathed deeply, filling myself with her perfume.
�Hey, your dad told me find you, he is finishing a few things down in the boiler room, and he said you should wait for him.� I told her, my voice filled with fear.
�Oh, cool, I was going to walk back home.� she said, before she started following me.
I led her to the back of the building, hoping that no one would see us as we walked towards the boiler room entrance, but luckily the club was pretty empty by then and we made it there without seeing another person.
The boiler room was underground, and it covered most of the building, though it was old and pretty abandoned now. There used to be a lot more people working there, but for the past 5 years I was the only one that ever went down, and strangely enough I found the dark and humid rooms very comfortable, especially in the summer when the temperature inside was always nice and cool.
When we were at the bottom of the stairs she stopped, suddenly looking a bit unsure as she looked at the darkness around us, but I took her hand in mine, trying to comfort her.
�Hey, relax, there is nothing in here except us.� I said, pulling her softly forwards.
A moment later she started following me as I led her deeper into the room. Old machines groaned around us, and I felt her hand squeezing mine from time to time as she grew more and more nervous.
�Your dad is checking one of the boilers. It shouldn't take too long.� I said, trying to keep her calm for as long as I could.
We entered a long hallway, flanked by two enormous boilers that were now unused and then I turned around a corner. We were at the end of the room, on what I thought would be the best place for what I had in mind. There was a pile of discarded computers against one wall, but the floor was empty except for some old trash, and there was a small light hanging above us..
I also knew the place by memory, so if she wanted to run from here, she would get lost in the dark, and I could find her if it came to that.
�Where is my dad?� she asked me as I saw her checking her phone, but I knew there was no signal down here.
�He must have gone away to get something, we should wait for him here.� I said.
It was now, or never, and for a second I was about to tell her it had been a joke, but I could still feel her perfume, and I knew that I had no choice.
�Here, let me show you something while we wait.� I told her as I took a step to one side, pointing to one of the broken computers.
She looked at me, looking a little afraid, but she trusted me. A moment later she took a step forward, and then she leaned over the computer, trying to make out what I was pointing out in the poor light.
I stood behind her, trying to calm myself, but I was too terrified to do anything. I had to act quickly, before she decided to go away, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I couldn't hurt her, she was just a kid�
Then I felt myself getting hard, and I imagined her naked as I always did. Her body was just in front of me, and I could almost feel her soft skin under my hands.
She stood up a moment later, bumping against me, and before she could move away I wrapped my arm around her neck. She jumped in fear, her hand grabbing my arm as she tried to pull herself free.
�Adam? What are you doing?� she said, her voice quivering with fear. �You are scaring me.�
I hesitated again, thinking that maybe there was still time to stop, but a part of me knew I had crossed a line, and that there was no turning back now. I didn't know what I would do after it was over, but I didn't care either.
Before she could react, I kicked the back of her legs and I turned her around. Before she could fight back, I threw her to the floor and I sat over her legs, pinning her with my body.
�Adam! Stop! What are you doing!� she screamed, suddenly terrified.
But I wasn't listening to her. I could only think about her body and how she would look naked, after all this time. I grabbed both her wrist in one hand, pinning them against the floor as she struggled under me, and then I used my other hand to open up her pants.
I could see her face in front of me, full of fear as she cried desperately.
When she felt my hand on her stomach she started kicking wildly, desperate to get away from my, but I was too heavy for her. A moment later I managed to unbutton her jeans and I started pulling them down. It wasn't easy, as they were very tight, but after a minute I managed to pull the down far enough to see her panties, and from there it became easier.
�Please! Stop! You are hurting me!� she begged as she cried.
I ran my hand under her shirt, feeling her soft skin on my hands and then I buried my face in her hair. Her shampoo smelled of almonds and honey, and the perfume drove me crazy. With my free hand I grabbed her panties, pulling them down until I could see her pussy.
It was perfectly smooth, with only a fuzzy patch of light brown hair framing it. I pulled her pants a little further down, until they were around her knees, and then I pulled her legs up, folding them against her chest before I rested my weight on her, pinning her down.
I quickly opened my pants, and without bothering to pull them down, I grabbed my cock. I was more than ready, but I knew she wouldn't, so I spat on my hand before I smeared my saliva over her pussy, slipping a single finger inside her.
�Noooooooo! Stop! No! No! No! Please!� she screamed in panic, and for a moment I thought she would slip away.
Before she could, I grabbed my cock once more and I pushed myself inside her. Her pussy was too small for me, and I had to fight hard to push the head inside her, but I pressed with my whole body and it she started to open up.
She closed her eyes, tears running down her face as she made a dry croaking sound with her throat. She started trembling again, not in fear this time, but in pain as I stretched her virgin hole for the first time, and a moment later it finally gave in and I was able to push myself inside her.
Her eyes shot open, staring blankly at the ceiling, but she was finally quiet. I could see her mouth, slightly open and I couldn't resist myself. I kissed her, savouring her lips as I ran my tongue inside her.
Then I started fucking her, slowly at first as she was still far too tight and it hurt my cock whenever I pushed too fast, but soon I was moving my hips quickly, slamming them against her ass.
She seemed to be in shock, so I released her hands, waiting for a moment to see if she would react, but she was pretty far out of it. Smiling to myself, I made myself more comfortable, and I kept fucking her.
After a while I pulled her t-shirt up, exposing her bra. Her breasts were still small, but they were firm and round, and I started sucking them over the fabric. When I couldn't contain myself, I grabbed the bra in both hands and I ripped it open.
Her breasts stood proudly in front of her chest, moving slowly as I fucked her, and I grabbed them with my hands, rolling her nipples with my fingers.
It was too much for me, and a moment later I finally came. Shooting my seed inside her unprotected pussy felt glorious, and I shuddered in pleasure until it was over.
Exhausted, I pulled out of her, holding her legs up as I watched my cum, slightly pink as it mixed with her blood, oozing out of her young pussy before it ran down over her asshole. I laid her legs on the floor, cleaning myself with a rag I found around, and then I sat back.
I watched her body for a few minutes as she laid silently on the floor, her eyes staring at the ceiling. Then I took of my cell phone and I took a few pictures of her, getting a close-up of her cum covered pussy and from her face.
The adrenaline was wearing off by then, and the lust that had pushed me forwards slowly turned into dread as I realised what I had done. I had raped her, and as my mind raced to tell me what would happen to me when, not if, they caught me, I panicked.
�Ohhhhh, fuck! Shit!� I screamed at myself.
Desperate, I pulled the tattered remains of the bra off and I threw them away, and then I used the same rag I had used before to clean the cum from between her legs. Once she was reasonably clean, I sat her up. I brushed the dirt from her back, noticing in my panic that she had a couple of bruises and a cut just over her hip, and then I pulled her shirt down.
I dragged her to one side, propping her back against the wall before I ran off. I made it as far as the entrance before I realised it was a stupid idea. I couldn't keep acting on impulse, I had to start thinking unless I wanted to end up in jail.
Instead I grabbed a water bottle from my workbench, and I went back. She was still sitting where I had left her, but she was crying softly now.
I moved closer to her, kneeling on the floor as I tried to think. After a few moments, I offered her the bottle, but she looked away.
�Drink.� I ordered her.
She looked at me, her lower lip trembling in fear, but she took it from me without saying a word, sipping from it halfheartedly. I swallowed nervously, already thinking about what I had to do. I grabbed my phone, and after opening the camera roll, I held it in front of her.
She gasped in surprise as she saw herself, half naked as she laid on the floor.
�Noooo� Oh, god...� she whispered.
I waited for a few moments, letting it sink into her mind, before I finally spoke again.
�Eva, listen to me.� I told her, speaking softly. �You can't tell what just happened to anyone, is that clear?�
She started sobbing softly as she hugged herself.
�It's important, okay? No one will believe you, and if they do, I will send the pictures to everyone you know.�
She swallowed nervously, and a moment later she looked into my eyes. She nodded slowly, tears streaming down her face.
�You have to promise�� I said to her, terrified at what would happened if she told anyone.
It felt like an eternity, but finally she looked away, and after whipping her face with the back of her hand, she nodded again.
�I promise�� she whispered, her voice barely audible.
�Good girl.� I said, patting her head.
She tried to move away, but I pulled her closer to me, hugging her as she started sobbing desperately. I felt her tears streaming down my back, and a moment later she was hugging me back.
I felt my cock stirring again inside my pants again, but I was far too scared to do anything. Instead I held her, trying to calm her down as she kept crying. Eventually she did calm down, and I helped her up onto her feet.
She winced when she took her first step, but as I led her outside she was walking almost normally. When we got to the stairs that led outside, I stopped her. Using my shirt I cleaned her face as best as I could and then I lifter her face up. She looked into my eyes, her lower lip trembling in fear while I tried to read her thoughts.
�You promised not to tell anyone�� I said, and she nodded slowly.
I held her for a moment, wanting to trust her, but terrified at what would happen if she told anyone. I thought of holding her there, or maybe even worse, but in the end I didn't dare to do that. I let her go a moment later, and without another word she left.
I hear the door closing after her, and then I finally lost it. I dropped to my knees, clutching my stomach as it turned inside me. My body felt hot and feverish, and I started sweating like a pig. Then a sour taste filled the back of my mouth and I started puking. I feel to one side as burning acid kept shooting out of my stomach, until my throat felt raw.
After a while I managed to get up, and I crawled to the trash can. It was at least an hour before I managed to get up, and then I had to clean up the mess I had made, which made me sick again.
All that time I was expecting the police to come running after me, but after a while I went home, too tired. I couldn't sleep at all that night, as my mind tortured me with guilt. Whenever I closed my eyes I saw her crying on the floor, her pussy bleeding. The next morning I felt exhausted and I had to drag myself out of my bed. When I got back to work, I started trembling in fear, expecting the worst, but everything seemed normal.
I tried to convince myself that there was nothing I could do and that I had to act normal, but it wasn't easy, and when I saw her father walking towards me I almost started running. He was smiling though, and he greeted me just like he always did.
The day moved along, until I finally managed to relax a little. Maybe she hadn't told anyone after all. I only had to wait a few days, and after that if she did it would be her word against mine.
When I was getting ready to leave, I found him again, and I couldn't stop myself from asking him about Eva.
�Oh, same as always. She fell on the street when she was coming home last night, but it was just a scrape.� he said.
After that I felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from me, and I was finally able to breathe normally. That night I was asleep before my head hit the pillow, and when I woke up the next morning everything felt alright again.
I should have left it at that, but I couldn't. From time to time I would watch her pictures, knowing that I could have her again if I wanted. I could threaten her with them, and if it had worked once, maybe it would work again.
One day I managed to find her alone. She almost ran when she saw me, but I told her to follow me, and I blackmailed her into doing what I wanted.
Feeling invincible, I started fucking her a couple of days a week. I would wait until I saw her alone, and then I would tell her to follow me. I always fucked her in the boiler room, feeling safe in the dark hallways, and every time I did, I would film her, getting more and more material to keep her under control.
It was intoxicating, and besides the sex, I was drunk on the absolute power I had over her. But as it's usually the case, fucking her pussy wasn't enough, and I always wanted more.
�I want you to blow me.� I said to her, as she looked at me. She was wearing grey yoga pants and a pink jacket, and her wet hair was tied in a ponytail behind her head.
She stood stiffly, knowing what it meant but too terrified to move. At times like that I always feared that she would one day run, but she never did.
�I� I don't.. I have never�� she stammered, but held my hand up, silencing.
�Don't worry, I can teach you.� I said, trying not to smile too much. �Come here, Eva.�
She hesitated only for a minute before she walked towards me, stopping just out of my reach.
�Take off that jacket. And the shirt too, let me see your breasts.� I ordered her.
Without waiting to be told a second time, she took them off, folding them neatly before the placed them on the dirty floor. She wasn't wearing a bra, something that I forbade her, and I stared at her breasts, mesmerised by their beauty. They were small, but firm, and her nipples were two perfectly round brown circles.
She stood still, trembling slightly, and I could see that she wanted to cover herself, but she knew I wouldn�t let her.
�Kneel in front of me, come one.� I said to her, smiling.
She did as I said, kneeling on the floor and resting her hands on her thighs. Her face was just in front of my crotch, and feeling intoxicated with power I told her to pull my pants down. She pulled them down slowly, until they fell to the floor around my ankles and then she did the same with my underwear.
My cock, already hard, sprung towards her face, and she moved back to in reflex.
�Grab it in one hand and start pumping it. You know how.� I ordered. �And always look into my eyes. I like that.�
I closed my eyes for a moment, savouring the sensation as her small hand grabbed my cock, but there was much to teach her. I guided her along, step after step, until she had my cock inside her mouth. She started running her tongue over the head, making my knees feel weak, and soon I had her working in her rhythm as she took me deeper and deeper.
She still couldn't take me all the way into her mouth, and I didn't want to push my luck just yet, so I didn't force her, but I knew wanted to fuck her throat one day.
After a while I felt myself getting closer and closer to an orgasm, and I told her to get ready.
�Open your mouth and look up. And don't move!� I told her as I started pumping my cock over her face.
She flinched, probably knowing what I wanted, but I grabbed her ponytail and I held her firmly in place.
�Ohhhh! Get ready!� I moaned, and a moment later I came on her face.
The first jet landed across her nose, and she closed her eyes just in time for the second to land on her forehead. Laughing, I aimed my cock into her mouth, and a third and final jet went straight into it.
She started gagging as my cum slid over her tongue, but after a moment she recovered, though her face was twisted in disgust as she tasted cum for the first time.
�Stay still, and open your eyes, Eva!� I told her as I grabbed my cell phone from the workbench behind me.
I quickly snapped a few pictures as cum dribbled down her face, and only then I told her to swallow.
She started dry heaving almost instantly, and for a moment I feared she would puke, but she managed to hold everything in. I threw her a rag, and she cleaned up her face before she got up, looking relieved now that it was over. Maybe giving me a blowjob wasn't as bad as me fucking her.
I told her to get dressed and just before she grabbed her backpack, I told her to wait.
�Wait, we are not done yet.� I said to her. She stopped in place, suddenly looking afraid again, but she waited for me.
�This Friday you are going to tell you dad that you are going to a friend's house, to stay for the night. Don't tell him who she is, okay?� I told her as she looked at me in panic. � And give me your cell phone number so I can tell you were to wait for me.�
She stood frozen for a moment, looking as if she wanted to argue, but she finally lowered her head and after nodding once she left. She knew what would happen if she tried to argue.
The rest of the week flew past in a blur and suddenly it was Friday. I sent her a text message, telling her to wait for me at the back of the club, and after making sure that everything was ready I drove my car to pick her up.
It was the first time I took her outside the boiler room, and she looked more nervous than usual. She sat on the passenger seat, holding her purple backpack against her chest as if it were a life vest.
�Did you brought everything I told you?� I asked her and she nodded, looking out at the window.
I drove her to my home, being careful to park the car inside the garage before she got off, and then I opened the door for her. She got out of the car, looking around nervously, and I led her deeper into the house.
My room was nothing especial, but I had closed the blinds and despite the afternoon sun the place was dark and cool. I told her to go to the bathroom to get changed, and once she had closed the door I checked the house once more, making sure that all the doors and windows were locked.
Then I sat on the bed, waiting for her to get ready. I could her hear changing inside the bathroom, and I was growing impatient with every passing moment. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door opened and she came out.
She was wearing black yoga pants, a tight t-shirt and under it a sports bra. I also knew she wouldn't be wearing any panties, as they would only get in the way.
Walking unsteadily towards me, she stopped right between my open legs, and I smiled at her. I breathed deeply, savouring her perfume, and then I ran my hands over her back and her ass. For the first time we had the whole night for ourselves, and I planned to make the most of it.
From under a pillow I pulled out a set of handcuffs, and a big red ball gag, and when she saw them she tried to pull away from me. I slipped my arm behind her, holding her in place.
�Shhhhh! Where do you think you are going?� I asked her, holding her in place despite her struggles.
�No! Please! I don't want that!� she said.
�I don't care what you want, and if you don't want those pretty little pictures of you to end up all over the internet, you are going to shut up.� I said, my voice suddenly serious.
She swallowed nervously, and a moment later she stopped struggling. I rose from the bed, grabbing her wrists and locking them together in front of her body. Then I turned her around, and after telling her to open her mouth, I pushed the ball gag in.
It was slightly too big for her, and I had to force her past her teeth, but once it was in it wasn't coming out and it would make a good job of silencing tonight. I quickly locked the strap behind her head, and then I flipped her around once more.
She looked gorgeous, and I felt my cock twitching inside my pants as I imagined what I would do to her.
Grabbing her arms, I led her into the center of the bed, laying her along it, and then I pulled her arms over her head. I had previously tied a rope to the headboard, and using a carabiner, I clipped the cuffs to it, holding them in place.
As I undressed, she watched me nervously, the gag making it impossible for her to talk. Still I knew she was nervous, and if she only knew what I planned she would be terrified. Then I climbed onto the bed once more, sitting between her open legs and I grabbed her pants by the crotch.
Pulling hard, I ripped them open along the seam, making her jump. With her pussy exposed I leaned forward and I grabbed her hips with one hand, pinning her down as I buried my face between her legs. I had wanted to taste her pussy for a long time, and today was the day.
I started sucking her clit while my other hand started fucking her, first with a finger and then with two. She tried to move away, but I held her in place, and a moment later I heard her moaning weakly and her pussy became wetter. I buried my tongue inside her, sucking greedily at her juices.
As her moans became louder, she struggled more and more, but I knew she was getting closer to an orgasm, and I thought it would be nice to give her one before I started to have fun. I started fucking her harder and harder with my fingers while I sucked her lips, moving my tongue in circles around her clit, and then she finally came.
Her body became tense and she pulled from the rope until I heard it creaking. She started screaming into the gag, filling the room with a muffled cry as waves of pleasure rocked her body, probably for the first time in her life. As I held her down onto the bed, I could feel her stomach pulsing under my hand, and a moment later she started peeing.
It wasn't much, and I had experienced it before with a previous girlfriend, so I opened my mouth, sucking it as fast as it came. Once my mouth was full I swallowed, and then I kept drinking until she collapsed on the bed, exhausted.
I rose slowly, sitting up as I wiped my face with one hand. Despite my efforts, the bed was soaking wet under her ass, but it didn't really matter. I always found it strangely erotic when a girl peed during an orgasm, and I was pleasantly surprised to find out that Eva was one of those.
�Ohhhh. How did it feel, Eva? Was it your first orgasm?� I asked her as I watched her face turning a deep shade of red.
As I savoured the taste of her piss in my mouth, I thought that maybe I would have to return the favour to her.
Then I smiled at her, and I pulled her t-shirt and her bra up, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were already hard, sticking out of her breasts like little erasers as her chest moved up and down furiously. It must have been hard breathing with the gag, but that was her problem.
Instead, I flipped her over, until her ass was facing up, and I pulled her away from the headboard until her arms were pulled straight over her head. She started mumbling something as I got her ready, but I didn't know what it meant, and I didn't care anyway.
Once I was ready, I laid on top of her, and I slipped my cock inside her. Her pussy was nice and wet by then, and after all the times I had fucked her she had loosened up enough for my cock to fit comfortably.
She started moaning again, as she sometimes did when we had sex, and I settled into a relaxed rhythm as she moved her hips in circles. She did that sometimes, when she wanted it to be over quick. I ran my hands over her naked back, feeling her smooth skin under my fingers and when I was finally ready I pulled out.
She stood still for a moment, probably wondering why I had stopped, and then I pressed my cock against her asshole. She seemed to jump from the bed, pulling hard from the cuffs as she started screaming, but the gag did its job and she could only mumble thought it.
Feeling the resistance of her last virgin hole, I pulled out before I spat over it, smearing my salvia with the tip of my cock. She grew even more desperate as I pushed again, and slowly I could feel her sphincter giving in.
With a smile on my face, I kept moving, pushing the head in first, and then the rest, until I was buried deeply inside her asshole. By then her screams were ear splitting, but I didn't care. I started fucking her slowly, pulling out almost all the way out before I pushed back in. Soon I was slamming my cock against her, and her small body was bouncing on the bed.
�Fuck! I love you ass, Eva!� I screamed behind her.
She was sobbing hysterically by then, and her struggles were weaker than before. Her asshole was slowly getting looser too, allowing me to fuck her faster and harder.
I was lost in my own pleasure, and I don't know how long I lasted, but I knew I couldn't keep it forever, no matter how much I wanted. Cumming inside her ass was an attractive idea, but I had other plans, and with some regret I pulled out from her abused asshole. It gaped open for a few seconds before it closed, and I noticed that her sphincter looked quite red now.
Without wasting time, I flipped her around once more, sitting on her stomach as she glared at me from below by cock. Her face was a mess of tears and her eyes were red and puffy.
�Time to teach you another lesson!� I said before I slipped the gag from her mouth.
It was covered in saliva, and I could see her teeth had left some pretty deep marks into the hard rubber.
Once she was free from it, she moved her jaw in circles a few times, but it seemed to be quite painful.
�Pease� no moeee! It hursss too mush!� she begged in between sobs.
I looked into her eyes, and then I asked her if she preferred to do something else instead. She nodded enthusiastically, as in her inexperience she probably couldn't imagine something worse than that, but I had a lifetime of watching hardcore porn and very good imagination.
�Okay, you asked for it!� I said as I sat on her chest.
Then I grabbed her hair and I pulled her head up, just before I shoved my cock into her open mouth. She started trashing even harder than before, and a moment later, when the taste of her shit flooded her mouth I heard her retching.
Despite her protests I kept pushing in, burying my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth until I was inside her throat. It felt incredibly tight, and for a moment I was lost in my own pleasure.
�Fuck! Yeahhhh!� I moaned.
A moment later I grabbed her head in both hands, and I started fucking her savagely. Saliva and snot flew from her mouth, coating my cock and my balls with a slimy mixture but I didn't care. After her pussy and her ass I was ready to cum, and it only took a few seconds for me to get over the edge.
I held her in place, my cock buried inside her throat as I came. Tears streamed down her face like waterfalls and her face was turning a deep blue color by the time I finished, but I held her in place for a little longer, feeling as my cock grew soft inside her throat.
Only then I let go of her head, and she pulled back as fast as she could. As my cock left her throat she started puking, and vomit shot from her mouth, splashing all over her face. In her panic she must have breathed some of it, because she started coughing desperately, trying to push it out of her lungs.
�Please! No more!� she begged a moment later, her voice sounding dry and hoarse.
As she struggled to breath, I sat on her chest, pinning her down. I grabbed my cell phone and I took a few pictures, laughing as she tried to clear the vomit from her eyes.
Once my cock was soft again, I had to pee, and with the taste of her pee still on my mouth, I saw it as only fair to return her the favour.
�Open up, I got something for you!� I ordered her, grabbing my cock in one hand.
�Noooo! Please! Stop!� she begged pathetically, but I wasn't feeling very merciful.
Before she could react, I clamped my hand over her neck, squeezing hard at either side of her throat. She started coughing again, and her eyes filled with renewed panic.
�Uggghhh!� she moaned desperately.
�I told you to open your fucking mouth, Eva!� I screamed over her face, squeezing a little harder.
A moment later she opened her mouth as far as she could, and I released her. She stood as still as she could, looking into my eyes. I smiled at her, caressing her vomit soaked hair before I stood on the bed.
�Don�t make me do that again, Eva. Okay?� I said to her as I aimed my cock into her mouth.
She nodded once, and then she closed her eyes, just in time for my pee to hit her forehead. She twisted away, but only for a moment before she remembered my words, and then she stood still as I moved the stream towards her mouth.
Her face was a mask of disgust as I filled her mouth with pee, and once it was about to spill I stopped.
�Swallow, Eva. Come one, you know how to do it!� I encouraged her.
She twisted her face in concentration, and a moment later she closed her mouth. I saw her swallowing, and after three tries she opened her mouth again, coughing a little. It was completely empty, and I quickly filled it again. After three times like that, my bladder was finally empty.
But it proved to be too much for her, as on the last time she started gagging halfway through and she started coughing. A moment later she was puking again, but this time the only thing that came out was my urine, shooting up into the air like a yellow geyser before it crashed down into her face.
I quickly jumped of the bed, laughing as she rolled onto her side. Urine kept coming out of her mouth, soaking up the mattress as she convulsed, until it was finally over and she fell back into the bed, exhausted.
She started crying once more, and I left her alone as I went into the kitchen, suddenly very hungry. I made myself something to eat, had a beer as I watched some TV, and half an hour later I was ready for another round with her.
It must have been 2 am when I finally had enough, and I pulled out of her abused asshole. This time it stayed open for a full minute as cum dribbled out of it, and I took a few last pictures, just to remember the moment.
Then I sat on the bed, next to her as she trembled. Her face and her chest were still covered in vomit and piss, and her crotch was caked in dried blood and cum, the result of a few hours of nonstop sex. My cock hurt like hell too, but I wasn't going to complain about it.
Finally satisfied, I released her from the bed and I carried her into my bathroom. I lowered her small body into the bathtub and I took my time washing her, taking care to get the stench of vomit from her hair. After two washes you could barely feel it, so I worked on the rest of her body, pressing the shower head against her pussy and her ass.
She stood still as I worked, sobbing from time to time, or wincing as I touched some tender part of her body.
Once she was clean again, I cuffed her once more and I took her to my couch, where I laid her down before I covered her in a blanket. She was asleep a few moments later, and I went back into my room.
The stench was awful, and I knew I would have to throw the mattress away. I bunched the sheets into a big ball and I took them outside to burn them in the fire pit. Then I dragged the mattress outside, and after soaking it in bleach to get rid of as much of the stench as I could, I threw it into an empty lot that was next to my house.
Finally, after a very long night I fell asleep on the floor next to the couch, dreaming of what I had done to her.
The next morning I woke up before her, and after taking a shower I woke her up and we had breakfast together. Despite a few bruises on her ribs and her ass, she looked okay, as I had taken care not to hit her face. The only problem was that she had trouble walking, and she told me her ass felt really sore.
I told her that it was normal, and that she shouldn't worry about it. Her yoga pants and her t-shirt were obviously ruined, but I had told her to bring a change of clothing and once she was dressed I got her into the car and I drove her slowly towards the club.
I felt a little sad about what I had to do, but I knew I couldn't keep this on forever. After four months, the abuse was starting to affect her, and I knew that sooner or later someone would notice.
As I drove, I looked at her. She was much thinner than before, and it showed on her face and on her body. Gone was that round, childish face, and her eyes looked tired all the time. I would be for the best to end this now, while I could walk away cleanly.
When we got to the club, I parked the car under a tree, and I told her this would be the last time we saw each other, that she would be free of me, so long as she never told anyone what had happened.
At first she looked blankly at me, clearly unable to believe what I was saying, but then she started crying, covering her face with her hands as I waited.
After a few minutes, she looked at me, her hand hesitating on the door handle, as she obviously struggled to ask me something. I held her gaze until she had to look away, and only then she spoke.
�Really? Is� It�s the last time?� she asked me.
�Yes, it's is. But remember that I still have the pictures.� I said, putting a little more pressure inside her head. �You can't tell anyone, ever. Okay?�
She nodded enthusiastically, and after breathing deeply she opened the door.
�Thank you�� she whispered once she was out, leaving me alone in the car.
After that I quit my job, much to the dismay of my boss who still didn't seem to know anything. I knew I wouldn't be able to stay away from her if I kept seeing her around, so I decided to play it safe.
I found a new job a few weeks later, installing air conditioners around the area, and I thought that everything was over. From time to time I would wonder if she had told anyone, but I told myself that there was nothing I could do about it now.
The problem was that I still had the pictures that I had taken of her, and I kept watching them from time to time. I couldn't bring myself to delete them, and it made it impossible to forget her. In the end I gave up, and I had to recognise that I was obsessed with her.
I started dating again, in an effort to take my mind away from her, but no other sexual relationship I had came even close. I couldn't do to them what I had done to her, and I just grew frustrated. Fucking just wasn�t enough anymore, I needed them to fight back, to see the panic in their eyes as I fucked them.
After a few months I realised that it was useless. I needed to have her again, at least once more, and before long I knew how to do it.
One of my friends used to host parties at his house. They weren't big, but they were pretty wild, with lots of drugs and booze. It was usually a sausage fest, with only a few girls among a dozen men, but we made do with what we had and we fucked them until they couldn't walk straight anymore.
If I could get her to come to one of the parties, maybe I could get to enjoy her once last time. And after that, maybe I could share her with the others. I shuddered in pleasure as I imagined her little body being gang raped between three guys.
With a plan already forming inside me, I decided to wait another day, and I sent her a text message, telling her I had to talk to her.
you: Eva, we need to talk
you: its urgent, please, write me back
Eva: no! please!
Eva: you said it was over
Eva: I haven�t told anyone
I hesitated for a minute, knowing I had a way to tempt her into seeing me one more time.
you: I know, it's not that
you: I want to give you the pictures
you: all of them
you: I am leaving, and I don't need them anymore
After I had sent the last message I hesitated, thinking that she wouldn't fall for that, but her answer came back just as fast as before.
Eva: why?
After that it was easy to convince her that I was telling the truth, and I arranged to see her in a park just after she left school, that same day. She was eager to get them from me, and for a moment I wondered what she would do with them.
That same afternoon I met her in the park, and I found a very beautiful surprise. I had never asked her what school she went, but as I walked closer I cursed myself for not doing it before. She was wearing a red tartan skirt, with a white shirt and a red tie. And to tie it all she was also wearing red pantyhose.
She was waiting for me on a bench, looking nervously around her.
�Eva! You look very beautiful!� I said as I leaned in to kiss her cheek.
She stood stiffly in place, and I smiled to myself a breathed in her perfume.
�You said you were going to give me the pictures?� she said nervously.
I smiled warmly at her, patting my pockets as I tried to look ashamed.
�Yes, it's true. I am sorry, Eva, I was going to be late and I left them back at my place.� I said to her, trying not to laugh.
�I was going to get them now, but it might be quicker if you come with me. I can drop you by your house afterwards. I am really sorry��
She looked suspiciously at me, but hanging her head in defeat she rose from the bench, grabbing her backpack.
But when she got up she swayed to one side, losing her balance and I had to catch her before she fell to the ground.
�Woooow! Are you okay?� I asked her, holding her up.
She stumbled on her feet for a moment her eyes closed in concentration, until she finally managed to stand on her own.
�Yes, I am just... dizzy�� she said, her voice a whisper.
I walked her towards my car, and after helping her into it, I carefully drove away, heading towards my friends house, and hoping that she didn't remember the exact path. When we got there, the music was loud even from outside, and I had to lie to her again, telling her that I had a roommate now.
She stood nervously outside, checking her phone, but I was too close to let her go.
�I just have to go get the pictures, they are inside. Don�t worry.� I said to her, trying to convince her. �It will only be a minute.�
I took her hand, pulling her softly towards the door, and once we were moving she started following me, though she still looked unsure of herself.
When I opened the door the music blasted us full force, but I led her inside, locking the door behind us, and I led her into the living room. The party was just getting started, and I saw a couple of girls, not much older than Eva, kissing passionately on the floor as half a dozen men watched.
I hadn't seen them before, and as I watched them touching themselves, I thought that they probably didn't know what awaited them.
Eva looked horrified, and before I realised it, she was clutching my arm in fear. I smiled to myself as I led her away, and once we were in the kitchen I pulled open a random drawer and I made a show of picking a pen drive that I already had in my hand.
�Here, all of them. I cleaned my phone after I downloaded them.� I lied as I gave it to her.
She looked at it, looking around nervously, but I waited patiently until she finally took it from my hand. She threw it quickly into her backpack, and then she looked at me. She seemed ready to start crying, so I waited patiently, until she finally managed to talk.
�Thank you�� she said, probably wanting to be away, but I had other plans.
�Look, Eva. I... I am really sorry about what I did to you. I wanted to talk to you for a long time, but I wasn't sure how�� I lied.
�You look thirsty.� I told her a moment ago.
Without waiting for her answer I opened the fridge and I pulled a bottle of orange juice. After finding a clean glass I filled it with the juice. I had previously mixed a bunch of pills in it, and now I only had to make her drink it.
She hesitated for a moment as I held it out for her, but she finally took it.
�Thanks.� she said, grabbing the glass.
�It's just juice, come one, try it. It�s pretty good and it's terribly hot today.� I said to her. �I want to talk for a minute, then I will drive you home.�
She looked towards the living room, and even under the music I could already hear a few moans. She shivered despite the heat, and a moment later she took a sip from the juice. After licking her lips she finally started drinking. Soon half of it was gone, and I started smiling.
�Come, it will be more private if we talk outside.� I said as I led her to the back garden.
It looked pretty rough and most of it was weed, but it was quieter. I leaned against an old plastic table while she looked at me. I waited for a few moments, watching as she drank the rest of the glass, and then I took it from her. I could see a few bits of the pills at the bottom, but she didn't seem to have noticed anything wrong.
�Eva, what I was saying is that I am truly sorry. I know that what I did was wrong, and that I hurt you.� I lied, trying not to smile. �I can't ask you to forgive me, but I want you to know that I changed. I only want to ask you not to say anything.�
By then she seemed to be swaying slightly from side to side. Her eyes looked unfocused, and she kept licking her lips. Then she opened her mouth, as if she were to say something.
�Are you okay? You look dizzy again...� I asked her, my voice full of fake concern.
I got up from the table, and took a step towards her, but when she saw me she tried to move back. I saw her losing her balance, and before she could fall I grabbed her in my arms, picking her up from the floor.
�I don't feel good�� she moaned. �My head hurts��
�Shhh, it's okay, let me help you.� I told her as I carried her inside.
I went into the first bedroom I found, and then I laid her gently on the bed as she moaned weakly.
Before I did anything, I checked her phone, looking for any messages to her friends or her dad, thinking that maybe she had told someone she was meeting me, just in case anything happened. But there was nothing in it, and after turning it off I placed it back into her backpack.
After making sure the door was locked, I sat next to her, running my hand over her brow. It felt warm and damp.
�You are burning up, Eva. Let me help you.� I said as I rolled her to one side so I could take her backpack off.
She tried to resist at first, but I simply pushed her arms away. Then I looked at her, my cock already hard inside my pants as I admired her uniform. Her eyes were closed, and she was mumbling something, so I decided to take my clothes off first. Once I was naked, I climbed onto the bed, her body between my legs, and I simply watched her.
Then I leaned over her face, and I started kissing her, going from her lips to her neck as I made my way along her body. Once I was over her breasts, I started biting them playfully, but she made no sound.
Smiling, I took off her shirt, leaving her tie on as I thought it looked good. She was wearing another sports bra, and her nipples poked through the thin fabric. I started sucking them, until they were so wet the I could see through the cloth. Then I kept moving down, kissing her stomach and her belly button.
The closer I got to her crotch the hornier I became, but I wanted to take my time. I ran my hands over her legs, feeling the nylon from her pantyhose under my hands as I moved them under her skirt. Once there I traced circles over her pussy until I couldn't take it anymore.
I moved to one side, taking of her shoes and then I pulled her legs apart, spreading them widely. I liked the feeling of the pantyhose too much to take them off, so I simply ripped them over her crotch, just how I had done with her yoga pants so long ago, and then I pulled her panties to one side.
Her pussy stared at me, covered in that peachy fuzz I loved so much, and I couldn't resist the temptation to savour it one more time. I lowered my face between her legs, and then I breathed deeply. The musky aroma of her pussy filled my nose, and only then I ran my tongue between her pussy lips.
I shuddered in pleasure, cursing myself for having spent so long away from her, and then I started going faster, sucking her clit as I slipped a couple of fingers inside her. I could feel her pussy getting wetter, but she was silent and still, which made it a lot less fun than the last time.
Once I thought she was wet enough I pressed my cock against her pussy and I started fucking her.
�Ohhhhhhh� shit�� I moaned softly as I felt her warm pussy embracing my cock once more.
Then I just fucked her, taking my time as I enjoyed her body again. Whenever I got to close to an orgasm, I stopped, giving myself a few minutes to recover before I slipped inside her again. Meanwhile I would grab her breasts, kneading them roughly under my hands before I started pulling her nipples.
Halfway through I flipped her around, and I started fucking her pussy again, slamming my hips against her ass. From time to time she would moan, probably in pain, but otherwise she just laid still on the bed as I fucked her.
Finally I couldn't hold myself any longer, and after pushing my cock as deep as I could inside her I came hard. It had been too long since my last time with her, and as my body shuddered in pleasure I screamed into the air.
Once it was over, I pulled out, leaving her on the bed as I went into the bathroom to wash.
When I returned she was still on the same place, and I sat on the bed, realising that it wasn't the same if she was unconscious. I wondered how long the pills would last, and since I had plans for the rest of the night, I went outside, looking for my friend to ask him.
I found him in the living room, watching the girls from before were being fucked. They didn't look so happy now, I thought, as one was being fucked between two guys, and the other was on her knees being throat fucked by a third.
I also noticed that there were a couple more guys than before, and most were getting ready to join the fun.
After watching for a few minutes, I decided that I couldn't keep Eva for myself any longer. I asked my friend if they wanted a little present, and after he finished laughing I went back into the room.
Eva was stirring weakly in the bed, and her eyes were open but unfocused. I sat next to her once more, taking a few pictures of her pussy and her uniform. It really looked good on her, but I had a school girl fetish so maybe it was just me.
Then I arranged her skirt, and her tie, still around her neck, and I carried her in my arms into the living room. A few of the guys that were waiting for their turn looked at me, and after I explained them that there were no limits with her, I laid her on the floor.
Two of them fell on her like sharks, one laying on the floor as the second lifted her up into his waiting cock. It slipped into her pussy with ease, and then the second crouched behind her, rubbing his cock against her ass.
I moved around, wanting to watch her face, as she seemed to be more awake now, though she still hadn�t realised what was happening. Then the one behind her started pushing against the asshole and her eyes shoot open.
�Nooooooo! What are you doing!� she mumbled in panic as she finally came around.
But between the two of them they held her down, and despite her screams they started savagely fucking her pussy and her asshole.
I sat on one of the couches, watching the show as Eva screamed in desperation and then I started filming with my cell phone. Despite the violence with which they fucked her, they lasted pretty long. The first to cum was the one in her asshole, and when he pulled out I saw his cum flowing out of her ravaged hole. He slapped her ass once, laughing as he got up and then he called for another guy to take his place.
A few moments later another one had taken his place, oblivious to the mess coming out of her, and he started fucking her just as hard as the first one.
They started taking turns as they raped her, fucking her two at a time until one of the guys waiting for his turn decided that he didn't want to wait any more.
He stood in front of her face, holding his cock in one hand and after pulling her head up by her hair, he rammed his cock into her mouth. She tried to pull away, but he grabbed her tie and he used it as a leash to control her.
I saw her cheeks bulging as she choked on it, and soon he was moaning in pleasure as he fucked her throat.
After that it only grew worse, and the guys decided to concentrate on her, leaving the two other girls alone for a while. They crawled to one corner, as far away from us as they could, watching as the men took turns with Eva.
That uniform seemed to be pretty popular with them, and they used the tie as a leash, choking her with it whenever she tried to resist too much. By then she was fully awake, and her cries of pain filled the room. But it only seemed to make them even more violent, and I saw them slapping her face until it was a deep red when she puked over one of the guy�s cock.
As the night grew wilder I started drinking and smoking pot, and soon everything became a bit fuzzy. I remember getting a blowjob from one of the girls as I filmed Eva, and then I don't remember much more.
When I woke up again the party seemed to be over. Most of the men were gone though a couple were asleep on the floor, and the house was silent except from the muffled cries of what I thought was one of the girls. I couldn't see the other, but it wasn't strange for one of the guys to take them away.
But Eva was still there, laying on the floor in a pool of piss and dried cum.
She was sprawled awkwardly on the floor, her pantyhose ripped to shreds and the tie still around her neck. At some point they must have taken her skirt off, and now it was laying next to her on the floor.
I tried to remember what had happened but everything was still a bit hazy. They must have been pretty rough with her, though. Her body was covered in bruises, some already turning a deep purple color, and her face was puffy and red. It looked as if someone had punched her in the mouth at some point, as her lips was slip open.
But worst of all was the red mark around her neck, just under her tie, from where they had choked her.
I stood speechless, my cock hard again despite having cummed a few times before, and I started taking pictures of her, rolling her over once I had a enough. Once she was facing up I saw that one of them had bitten her left breast, hard enough that his teeth had cut her skin, making her bleed.
Then I pulled her legs apart, just in time to see a glob of cum sliding out of her, and I saw the ruin that were her pussy and her asshole. They had really done a marvellous job, I thought with a smile as I watched what was left of her.
I don't know how long I stood next to her, simply watching, but at some point I realised that it was getting late and it was time to get moving. I reluctantly left her on the floor as I looked for something to cover her with, and once I found an old and dirty bed sheet, I wrapped her in it.
When I picked her up she opened her eyes, but they were unfocused and when she spoke her voice was merely a whisper.
�Please� no more� I can't�� she begged, before she started crying.
I felt strangely sorry to see her like that, but it only lasted for a second.
�Shhhhh. It's over, I am going to take you home.� I lied to her, and then I carried her in my arms to my car.
The streets were deserted, and once she was laying in the back seat, I stretched my back, enjoying the cool air. The sky was getting lighter towards the east, but the streets were still dark, so I got in the car and I drove towards the club.
Being a Saturday, the place was deserted, and I parked by the back, away from any prying eyes as I carried her out of the car and into the boiler room. The place was luckily open, and once inside I closed the door and I led her towards the place where I had raped her for the first time.
Once there, I laid her on the filthy floor, unwrapping the sheet from her body, and then I sat next to her. I started having second thoughts. Maybe it wasn't really necessary, I thought. But deep down I knew that this couldn't keep going for ever. Sooner or later somebody would notice things, and I would be in deep shit.
It would be much better this way, I finally decided, I just had to push her to it.
It wasn't long before she started shivering from the cold, hugging herself in an effort to keep warm, but the floor was very cold, and soon she woke up, her eyes opening slowly.
�I am cold�� she finally said as she found me.
I waited silently for a few minutes, watching as she trembled harder and harder. Then I got up, and I kneeled next to her, taking out my phone, and showing her a video of that night.
She was sandwiched between two men, screaming in pain as they fucked her, but a moment later a third one shoved his cock inside her mouth, silencing her. The men in the video started laughing when she cocked, and they kept fucking her.
She watched horrified as they raped her, until the clip ended a few minutes later. She was crying by then.
�I think some of the guys sent that video to their buddies. It's probably all over the town by now, you know how Facebook groups are.� I said to her.
�Nooooo! No� please, noooooo� you have to delete it!� she begged desperately.
�I can�t, it�s too late�� I said, waiting a moment to let the thought sink into her mind. �What will your friends at school think when they watch it. Or your family?�
She started sobbing hysterically as she hugged herself on the dirty floor. I left her alone for a minute, propping my phone against an empty box as I set it to record.
�Think of your friends here at the club. Or the boys back at school. They will see you getting fucked by those men. I bet then a few of them will think that is hot. That you are a slut�.� I said, pushing her along.
�Nooooo! They forced me! I couldn't stop them! You have to tell them!� she begged, terrified.
� I won�t� and they won't believe you, Eva.� I said to her, smiling sadly.
I left her alone again, moving into the shadows as she cried and moaned in misery. I would have given everything to get into her mind, to know what she was feeling, thought I had a pretty good idea. Still, I wasn't done yet.
I kneeled in front of her once more, caressing her filthy hair.
�But the worst will probably be when your dad sees it. His little girl, brutally gang banged by a dozen men. It will break his heart.� I said.
�He always told me how proud he was of you, of his perfect little girl.�
She was breathing desperately now, her chest moving in a blur as her tortured mind raced through all I had said to her. I licked my lips, anxiously waiting for a minute before I spoke again.
�Tell me the truth. You enjoyed it. I could tell, you were soaking wet by the end.� I told her, smiling. �You are such a slut, Eva.�
She looked into my eyes from the floor, her eyes were red from crying for so long and then she collapsed on the floor, sobbing hysterically.
�I� I didn�t want to� they� forced me! You have to help me� please!� she stammered a moment later.
I pulled my hand away from her head, leaving her on the floor, and knowing that I was close to her breaking point.
�I can't, Eva. Only you can help yourself, if you can't face what is coming� the shame...� I said, leaving the last idea lingering in her head.
Then I sat next to her, watching her for a while as she cried. I wanted to fuck her one last time, but I knew I couldn't. I was too close to pushing her over the edge to risk it. It must have been a few minutes later that something struck me. She had a bit of a belly, more than what I remembered, and then the fact that she had been dizzy finally clicked inside my head.
�Eva� are you� pregnant?� I asked her, feeling a shiver running down my back.
She looked at me once more, and after whipping her face with the back of her hand, she nodded once, her lower lip trembling.
�Ohhh�� I said, too stunned to say anything more.
There was no question in my mind. It was my kid she had inside her. For the first time that night I was suddenly unsure of myself. My son� or my daughter, were inside her. Shit�
But in the end, it only made it more important to finish this once and for all. After all, people would start asking questions if she suddenly gave birth to a kid�
�Have you told anyone, Eva? Tell me the truth...� I asked her, cold sweat running down my back.
She shook her head to one side, and I breathed in relief. It could still work, then, if only I could push her to it. And maybe it would even help me.
�What are you going to do with it? Will you have it? Or maybe you want to have an abortion?� I said, running my hand over her belly.
�How long since our last time? Three months? Four? I think it's too late for that, Eva. You will have to have it. You will be a mom... That will truly drive you dad crazy. Her daughter, pregnant with only 14 years old�� I said to her, satisfied when her face broke into a grimace of agony.
I left her in silence once more, already searching for the final words, and when I found them I stood up, looking coldly at her.
�Eva. Look at me.� I ordered, and she did. �You can't do that to him, you know you can't.�
To my surprise she nodded once, looking sadly at me. A moment later she dragged herself to the wall and she sat against it.
�I thought I would ran away, once I started showing� maybe�� she said, and sensing an opportunity, and shook my head.
�No, they will find you. You are too young, someone will see you alone and they will call the cops. You will be back home in a few days, just where you started.� I said to her, trembling in anticipation.
She nodded sadly from the floor, sobbing quietly now.
�But there is another way. Your only chance, Eva. You are too young to be a mother, but maybe you can do everybody a favour...� I finally said, holding my breath. �You can kill yourself� just end the pain.�
She gasped, looking away as I waited.
�I can't� Noooo!� she whimpered.
Taking a step towards her, I kneeled and then I pulled her face up so I could see into her eyes.
�Then you will have to face them all. Your friends, your dad� everyone will know what you have done.� I caressed her hair again, waiting for her to react to my words, and I was not disappointed.
�Noooooo� I don't want too�� she moaned. �I am too scared��
�Then you know what you have to do. I can tell you how to do it, if you want. But you have to do it yourself.� I said, trembling in anticipation.
After another minute of crying she nodded once, her head moving just a fraction of an inch, but it was all I needed for now. I grabbed the tie around her neck, and I undid the knot. It was fairly long, and after tying the two ends together I made a loop, and I held it in front of her.
She swallowed nervously as she watched, her eyes glued to the tie.
�Hanging is pretty painless. And quick, too. Take it�� I said to her.
She moved one trembling hand towards the tie, and then I stood. I had thought about this while I waited, so I was ready.
�Get up, Eva, come�� I told her, holding my hand for her.
A moment later she took it and I pulled her up from the floor. She stood unsteadily, wincing as her body reminded her of the previous abuse. Then I led her to one side, where we had a chain hoist attached to the ceiling, to move heavy equipment around. The hook was hanging at around head height for me, and it would be perfect for her.
I pushed an empty paint bucket under it with my foot as she watched me, holding the tie tightly in her hands.
�Just put the tie around your neck, and step on the bucket. I will hook the other end to the chain.� I said, taking a step back.
She looked up towards the metal hook hanging under the hoist. She looked terrified, and a moment later she started hyperventilating. Her lower jaw was trembling in fear, and her knees were shaking.
�Eva�� I said, waiting.
�I can't�� she said a moment later, her voice dry and hoarse.
�Yes you can, Eva. Just get on the bucket, and I will help you, okay? It won't hurt, I promise.� I told her, still holding my distance.
�You know you can't have that baby, Eva. Think of your dad, it will kill him��
�No�� she whispered, but a moment later she closed her eyes and she took a step towards the bucket.
I moved quickly, holding her arm as she got closer, and with her eyes still closed I helped her onto it. She swayed in place, suddenly unsteady, but I held her as she regained her balance.
Her face was deadly white as I took the tie from her hands. Then I slipped it over her head, closing it loosely as I pulled the other end towards the chain.
Her breathing was fast and shallow, her chest moving almost in a blur as she shook under the chain.
�Please! Stop!� she suddenly cried.
But I didn't listen to her, and before she could move away I had hooked the other end to the hook. Once it was done, I took a step backwards and I looked towards my cell phone, happy to see it was pointing straight at her.
Eva was standing perfectly straight on the bucket, as any movement made it wobble under her feet. Her eyes followed me around as I moved to the other side so as not to block the view for the camera.
She looked terrified, her arms stretched at either side of her body as she fought to hold her balance. I waited patiently, knowing that it was finally over. She had no way to unhook herself. It would have been easier to hang her myself, but she would have fought, and it would have been suspicious if she hanged herself with her hands tied.
�Eva. Don't torture yourself, just take a step of the bucket, and everything will be over�� I said smiling. �It won't hurt.�
She closed her eyes, for a moment, moving one foot towards the edge, but as the bucket wobbled under her, she yelped in panic and she moved back again. She held still for a few moments, trying to calm herself before she managed to speak again.
�No, please. I don't want to� I want to get down...� she begged, and I sighed loudly, suddenly annoyed.
�Eva� Well, if you want to, hold still, I don't want you to fall.� I told her as I moved closer.
Then without another word I kicked the bucket form under her feet, thinking that it wouldn't make much of a difference now.
She started falling, almost in slow motion as her face froze in panic, but the fall was over quickly. The tie closed around her neck, pulling taut and stopping her body with a jerk that rattled the chain above her.
�Uggghhh!� she started moaning as the tie closed tightly around her neck, crushing her throat.
She grabbed the tie with both hands, trying to pull herself up, but it was useless. I took a step back and I simply watched her as she struggled to free herself, her eyes begging for help.
As she swung under the hoist, her feet moved closer and closer to the fallen bucket, and when she saw it she tried to stretch towards it. I watched mesmerised as her toes brushed the edge, but it rolled away from her, just out of her reach.
As she slowly suffocated, I held my breath, feeling as my heart beat furiously inside my chest. I had seen a few videos of hangings before, but they were all either fake, or too short. There was something raw and brutal about this, that drove me crazy.
A few moments later her face started to turn purple, until it was the color of her bruises, and her tongue swelled inside her mouth. After what must have been three minutes, she was still struggling, desperate to live as drool flowed out of her mouth and down her perky breasts.
A hoarse moan escaped her throat as she struggled to breathe, but her movements were getting slower and weaker.
A minute later she was too weak to hold her arms up, and they fell to her sides as her legs hung uselessly under her body. I watched fascinated as a trickle of urine dripped down her legs, soaking what remained of her pantyhose before it dripped onto the floor, forming a small pool under her body.
To my amazement, after what must have been more than five minutes hanging in the air, she was still alive. Her eyes were still watching me, and I could hear a wet gurgling sound coming from her mouth. Her hands kept opening and closing into fist, but I knew the end was near. By then her face was a deep blue color and her tongue had been pushed so far up by the tie that it almost filled her mouth.
Then I saw her eyes rolling into her head, and she made one long and tortured moan.
I breathed deeply once more, and as the cool air of the room filled my lungs, I shuddered. She was dead, o mostly dead, I thought, as her body convulsed one last time, making me jump. The tie was digging deeply into her neck and I could see from the side that it had crushed her throat completely.
I stood there for another few minutes, simply watching her in silence as her body swung slowly from side to side, until I was sure she was dead. Trembling slightly, I walked to her body, and I ran my fingers over her belly, wondering what she must have felt when she realised that she was pregnant with my child.
Then I turned around, picking my phone on the way out and stopping the video. I left her just like that, hanging from her tie as I walked to my car.
The sun was just coming over the trees and the sky was a clear blue color, but the air was still cold. I shivered, maybe not just from the cold, and then I looked around, but the place was still deserted.
A minute later, as I drove away, I close my eyes for a moment, enjoying the sun on my face and felt more alive than ever. I patted my phone, thinking of Eva and all the pictures and videos I had, and then I went to sleep.
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I slept through the whole day, waking 24 hours later on Sunday morning, and the first thing I did was check the news. Her dad had reported her missing the previous Friday, when she failed to come back after school, and no one seemed to know where she went.
As usual, the cops were asking for any information to help find her, but the police woman talking in front of the cameras didn't seem too concerned, saying that in all likelihood she had just ran away from home. By Monday things changed, and they said they were looking into the possibility of a kidnapping. By Tuesday they were getting desperate.
There were no real leads, thought as always, random people called to say that they had seen here in a park or in the mall. His dad appeared on TV a few times, looking desperate as he begged for any information that might help them find her.
Then on Wednesday, they finally found her. One of the boilers at the club broke down, and my replacement went down to fix it. He came out running in horror a minute later when he found her body, apparently still hanging from the tie.
To this day I sometimes wonder what she looked by then, after five days. The place was pretty cool, and it must have kept her body� well, fresh, I guess, but it still was a pretty long time.
The whole town was horrified, and much more so after the results of the autopsy came in. The police confirmed that she had been brutally raped, both anally and vaginally, and that she had been drugged. Apparently they even found a few crushed pills inside her stomach.
Luckily for me and the rest of the guys, the semen they collected from her body was far too contaminated and old to be of any help. The only thing they could tell from it was that there were at least nine different samples in her, but as for who they belonged it was impossible to know.
Once they determined that she had died on Saturday morning, the investigation came under a lot of fire, as people said they had lost crucial time treating it as a runaway case. The cops were desperate for results so they made a few arrests, mostly guys with previous sexual assault charges, but it was just for show. Not one of them had been at the party, and even if they got lucky, they would have had no proof.
Then one of the local knew said than an anonymous source had told them that she had been pregnant, and the police had no choice than to confirm the rumour, saying that her father had asked to keep it a secret when he found out.
I had feared that moment, as it could lead them to me, but there was nothing I could do now. To my surprise the police said that they were working on several lead, but that her father had been called for questioning. Later that same day they said that he had been arrested, and the town watched in horror at the unfolding drama.
The next day it was on the cover of every newspaper, even though there was no real evidence against him. Most people were already convinced, though, that the baby was from him. Rumour was that he had been raping her for some time now, even going so far as to host parties with random strangers where she was the party favour. This was what drove her to kill herself, or so they said.
A week later the results came back, saying that the tests had been negative, and he was released. But the damage was done, and a lot of people were convinced that he was guilty. People shunned away from him, and the media stalked him constantly. Soon he left the town, evidence that he was guilty to those that believed it had been him.
I never knew what became of him, but in the end, without any leads to follow, the case was closed and everybody forgot about her.
But I didn't, and to this day I remember how she fought to survive as the tie slowly crushed her throat.
As for me, I moved on, trying to put everything behind once and for all. I did odd jobs here and there, but I was always restless, and sooner or later I would always pack up and move on.
For a time I thought I would never find another opportunity like the one I had with her. I came to regret my decision to kill her, thinking that maybe I should have waited a little longer, but I knew that the risk of her cracking had been too great.
When it got too bad, I would sometimes watch some of the videos I had of her as I masturbated. I would remember how her pussy had felt around my cock, or how she had cried as I raped her. But it always left me feeling frustrated.
But sometimes things do turn for the better, and I finally found another job, this time in a cattle farm. I lived and worked on the place, as it was pretty far from anywhere else, but it had its perks.
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�Adam?� I heard my boss calling me.
I rolled out from under the tractor I was working on, wiping my greasy hands on my pants. Andrew was a big, fat man in the late forties that liked to drink hard every night. He lived alone with his 14 years old daughter, Katie, as his wife had left them a decade ago.
�How is it going?� he asked me as I took his hand, pulling myself up from the cart I used.
�Good, I should have it running tomorrow afternoon, maybe in the morning if I am lucky.� I said.
It was getting late, and I decided that it was enough work for the day. I stretched my sore back, and then I started putting all the tools away.
�Good, good. Listen, I have to be at the bank tomorrow morning when it opens, to sign some papers for a loan. I think it would be better if I just slept in the town tonight.� he said, looking embarrassed.
�I know it's too much to ask, but can you watch Katie tonight?� he finally asked me.
I almost started laughing then, but I caught myself just in time. Instead I smiled warmly as I felt my cock twitching inside my pants.
�Sure, no problem. I will make us some dinner and then I will have her in bed early. Relax.� I said.
After thanking me, he got onto his truck and he drove away. I waited half an hour, just in case he had forgotten anything, but when it got dark I went into the house. Katie's room was on the first floor, next to his.
I softly knocked on the door, holding my breath.
�Yes, dad, come in!� she said a moment later.
I opened the door and I went in, looking around at her room as she furiously typed on her cell phone. She still hadn't noticed me, so I cleared my throat loudly as I smiled. Her head turned slowly towards me, her eyes wide in fear as she realised I wasn't her dad, and her mouth hung open in silence.
�Hey, Katie. Your dad had to go to the town, he will be back tomorrow.� I said, giving her a moment to understand what it meant.
A moment later she placed her phone on the night stand, hanging her head in defeat. With a smile on my face, I sat on her bed, running my hand over her back.
�You look tired.� I said to her. �Why don't I get you into your bed early. What do you say?�
I ran my hand down her back, grabbing her ass as she nodded silently. Without another word, I took her trembling hand, and led her towards my room, thinking that tonight I had all the time in the world.
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